Post by Sting on May 3, 2006 20:42:46 GMT -5
Without warning, all of the lights in the Saturday Night Main Event arena shut off. The entire crowd is wondering what happened, when suddenly a lightning bolt strikes the stage. All of the fans jump in fear, and turn their attention towards the stage. A blinding white lite peirces through the tunnel. No one is really sure what's going on yet, and is still staring at the lite in curiosity. All of a sudden, a familiar guitar riff blasts out of the speakers. The crowd goes wild as they recognize the sounds of Metallica, and the crowd begins to sing along with James Hetfeild...
"We are scanning the scene
in the city tonight
We are looking for you
to start up a fight
There is an evil feeling
in our brains
But it is nothing new
you know it drives us insane
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy"
And then, a shadow of a man in a long coat steps in front of the lite coming from the tunnel.
The fans are on the edge of their seats, awaiting the arrival of the Man in Black. The shadow slowy beigns walking towards the tunnel. Slowly but surely, the shadow fades, and the Legend emerges. The audience is electric at the arrival of Sting, who is dressed in the black and white.
He stands atop the ramp, and in old school "Wolfpac" style, he points to the crowd. First on the right, then on the left.
The Legend strolls down the ramp, high-fiving fans along the way. Sting points at the camera, and then slides under the ropes into the ring.
The Stinger grabs a microphone from the timekeeper at ringside. Before he can speak, he is overwhelmed by a resounding chant of, "Welcome back! Welcome back! Welcome back!"Sting raises the microphone up to his mouth
"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
The fans scream back at him, "WOOOOOO!"
"Yes, this is it. The Stinger us here in Saturday Night Main Event Wrestling! Ya know, as soon as I got here, I couldn't even enjoy a conversation with my new boss, Shawn Michaels, without being approached by a young man backstage with some words for the Stinger. And that young man's name, is Randy Orton. And Randy, you you run around here every day, parading yourself as some kind of "Legend Killer." You made yourself famous by taking out countless Legends, with your "RKO." Well Randy, maybe you thought those words you had for me two weeks ago were forgiven, and forgotten. But trust me my freind, I remember. And you remember as well. What is it that you remember? You remember me repelling from the rafters last week, and breaking through the roof of the Lethal Lockdown Cage. I came down into the ring, as you stood there, trembling in your boots. I roughed you up a little bit, and brought you into the rafters with me! And there has been one thing on the minds of all the Saturday Night Main Event Wrestling fans, and one thing is this: "Where did Randy go?" Well, I have your answer for you tonight! If every one would please turn their attention to the Titan-Tron, I have some never before seen footage for you."
All of the fans turn towards the Tron, where the tape begins to roll. It shows Sting drop Randy Orton on the catwalk, as The Stinger take off his harness that lifted him up into the rafters. Orton is still unconcious, as Sting removes his harness. He puts the harness around the torso of The Legend Killer. The Stinger makes sure the harness intact, and pushes Randy off the catwalk. The Legend Killer is hanging over 70 feet above the ring by the harness that Sting attatched to him. He regains his berrings, and looks down. The Legend Killer is shocked to see how high he is off the ground, and begins screaming in fear.
"What the hell! Some one get me down from here!"
The Legend Killer looks over to the side, to the catwalk where he was just moments before. He sees Sting, pointing he long black bat at him, with a deadly serious look on his face. Orton flips out again.
"You crazy bastard! Some one get me down from here! Jesus Christ!"
Randy is shaking with fear, looking up at the ceiling. He is staying completely motionless, afraind that if he moves he might fall. The tape ends, and the camera look back at the Stinger in the ring, laughing.
"How was that Randy? Was it fun? Ha, I'm glad you could hang out. But tonight, I have another problem on my hands. My old freind, Big Poppa Pump, Scott Steiner. Scott, our freindship died long ago, and tonight, I am going to have no problem running right through you. This match for me tonight, is just a warm up, for whenever I can get my hands on Mr. Orton. And Scott, Big Poppa Pump, Gentic Freak, call yourself what you want, It's not going to change the outcome of this match. I WILL lock in the Scorpion Death Lock, and you Will tap out."
Sting drops the mic as his theme music hits, and he leaves the arena.
OOC- Images fixed!
"We are scanning the scene
in the city tonight
We are looking for you
to start up a fight
There is an evil feeling
in our brains
But it is nothing new
you know it drives us insane
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Running,
On our way
Hiding,
You will pay
Dying,
One thousand deaths
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy
Searching,
Seek and Destroy"
And then, a shadow of a man in a long coat steps in front of the lite coming from the tunnel.
The fans are on the edge of their seats, awaiting the arrival of the Man in Black. The shadow slowy beigns walking towards the tunnel. Slowly but surely, the shadow fades, and the Legend emerges. The audience is electric at the arrival of Sting, who is dressed in the black and white.
He stands atop the ramp, and in old school "Wolfpac" style, he points to the crowd. First on the right, then on the left.
The Legend strolls down the ramp, high-fiving fans along the way. Sting points at the camera, and then slides under the ropes into the ring.
The Stinger grabs a microphone from the timekeeper at ringside. Before he can speak, he is overwhelmed by a resounding chant of, "Welcome back! Welcome back! Welcome back!"Sting raises the microphone up to his mouth
"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
The fans scream back at him, "WOOOOOO!"
"Yes, this is it. The Stinger us here in Saturday Night Main Event Wrestling! Ya know, as soon as I got here, I couldn't even enjoy a conversation with my new boss, Shawn Michaels, without being approached by a young man backstage with some words for the Stinger. And that young man's name, is Randy Orton. And Randy, you you run around here every day, parading yourself as some kind of "Legend Killer." You made yourself famous by taking out countless Legends, with your "RKO." Well Randy, maybe you thought those words you had for me two weeks ago were forgiven, and forgotten. But trust me my freind, I remember. And you remember as well. What is it that you remember? You remember me repelling from the rafters last week, and breaking through the roof of the Lethal Lockdown Cage. I came down into the ring, as you stood there, trembling in your boots. I roughed you up a little bit, and brought you into the rafters with me! And there has been one thing on the minds of all the Saturday Night Main Event Wrestling fans, and one thing is this: "Where did Randy go?" Well, I have your answer for you tonight! If every one would please turn their attention to the Titan-Tron, I have some never before seen footage for you."
All of the fans turn towards the Tron, where the tape begins to roll. It shows Sting drop Randy Orton on the catwalk, as The Stinger take off his harness that lifted him up into the rafters. Orton is still unconcious, as Sting removes his harness. He puts the harness around the torso of The Legend Killer. The Stinger makes sure the harness intact, and pushes Randy off the catwalk. The Legend Killer is hanging over 70 feet above the ring by the harness that Sting attatched to him. He regains his berrings, and looks down. The Legend Killer is shocked to see how high he is off the ground, and begins screaming in fear.
"What the hell! Some one get me down from here!"
The Legend Killer looks over to the side, to the catwalk where he was just moments before. He sees Sting, pointing he long black bat at him, with a deadly serious look on his face. Orton flips out again.
"You crazy bastard! Some one get me down from here! Jesus Christ!"
Randy is shaking with fear, looking up at the ceiling. He is staying completely motionless, afraind that if he moves he might fall. The tape ends, and the camera look back at the Stinger in the ring, laughing.
"How was that Randy? Was it fun? Ha, I'm glad you could hang out. But tonight, I have another problem on my hands. My old freind, Big Poppa Pump, Scott Steiner. Scott, our freindship died long ago, and tonight, I am going to have no problem running right through you. This match for me tonight, is just a warm up, for whenever I can get my hands on Mr. Orton. And Scott, Big Poppa Pump, Gentic Freak, call yourself what you want, It's not going to change the outcome of this match. I WILL lock in the Scorpion Death Lock, and you Will tap out."
Sting drops the mic as his theme music hits, and he leaves the arena.
OOC- Images fixed!